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You never said how exactly you quit! Here's my quitting smoking story. About 20 years ago I decided smoking had become a hassle as I got more involved in my artwork. Every time I wanted a cigarette I had to clean up, wash off and then go outside to take a puff; not so bad in the summer but awful in the winter here, brrr very chilly.

I had plans to go to Hawaii to meet up with Archie who had some work out there. The drive to the Albuquerque airport is a little over an hour. During that 60 minute drive I smoked 17 - yes 17! - cigarettes, one after the other. After I parked my car and approached the airport entrance, I ceremoniously tossed the last 3 cigs in the garbage and I haven't smoked since. Ah, Marlboros in a flip top box, never in a soft pack. That was my poison of choice...